After all this time?

You start to think that maybe, just maybe, you'll be that person that never finds their "other half". That maybe this is it. This is your life. You messed up with that ok relationship you had thinking you could both do better. That it didn't feel right. You did this to yourself. You gave up too soon and now you're too old, too boring, too set in your ways to be able to effectively date anyone that is left.